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i can’t help it, my life is just full of the babies right now.

my brother and erin are going to have a baby boy. no confirmed name yet. some horrible floating possibilities are dylan, evan, and devin. i attempted to substitute ethan or nathan but got shot down. although i did then get to reminisce with jason about ethan from UPS that was friends with jason (inappropriate retching noises cough cough). man, that ethan guy was hot. and a soccer player. and oddly willing to be friendly to me.

something that is not hot is this ultrasound photo of my nephew gestating.

eaugh!!! it’s like an alien with the eyeballs staring and the empty looking brain pan and just the absolute horror of a spinal column GROWING INSIDE OF YOUR BODY. freaks me the fuck out, i’m not ashamed to admit it.

let me help you wash that image from your collective consciousness with kittens.

more kitten pictures here.

if anyone wants to come see the kittens, i’ll have them another month. and if you know anyone looking to adopt, they will be up for grabs at ARF in june.

this morning i went to see ellie’s new baby: lucas. he is impossibly tiny. i held him though and totally didn’t break him.

then i went to the animal rescue foundation and picked up 6 baby kittens and their momma to foster for five weeks. they are even more impossibly tiny than lucas and wiggle around on their bellies because their legs aren’t fully developed. their tiny eyelids are squished closed still and they’ve still got bits of umbilical cord attached. a nauseating odor of rancid blood and poop hangs around them. man, if not for the smell, i would be in heaven. i’m trying to ignore it. i feel, given 24 hours, that i can block my brain to it and experience only the cuteness of baby baby kittens.

prepare yourselves, sushi readers, for this website is no doubt going to be prone to kitten news and kitten photos in the upcoming weeks.

p.s. my cousin’s baby, isabella:

some numbers

time spent studying for final: 10 hours

time spent driving to and from final: 90 minutes

time spent taking final: 49 minutes

goddammit.

great america

on saturday, i went to great america for dianna’s birthday. i had (perhaps) too much fun. i definitely had too much food. but how can you resist a soft-serve dole whip? you cannot! i did ride the delirium 3 times. man, i wish i’d ridden it more and the vortex less. no more vortex ever again, i hate that ride.

here are pictures from the day. and happy birthday again, dianna-giraffe!

gilmore girls ending.

Yesterday at the ballet with Christine and Kristen, one of the toreadors stuck a pose and I was forcefully reminded of the movie, The Heavenly Kings–which I saw recently as part of the San Francisco International Film Festival. The pose, as the movie states, is that of “the latin lover”, “Antonio Banderas”, you know, “Zorro”. and so I giggled as the toreador butt-clenched his way across the stage, the tassles on his ridiculously tight pants flaring with every pirouette.

We bemoaned how tired we got just clapping for 30 seconds while the ballerinas danced for 3 hours, 9 days in a row. The other day I whined to Lisa about not being able to ride a bike because my knees lock in position but she’s riding a bike FROM SAN FRANCISCO TO LOS ANGELES. That’s 545 miles, people, AND she’s doing it for charity. So although I can whine, I can’t ride a bike. But I can support someone who can and so can you.

don’t think i don’t know what you’re doing. they’re all dead? what about the last time you pulled this shit? was sidney dead season 2? or vaughn season 5? you are such a tease and this latest move is SOOOO typical of your inability to conduct straight story-telling. stop being such an ass, ass.